A boy that is about eighteen years old, with teeth look like a bunny, has chubby cheeks and a very adorable hairstyle. The boy smiled happily as he finished his masterpiece. He looks up only to see his model smiling widely while watching some kids play, that causes the boy to smile, he drew more details and done. He is done with his masterpiece, a masterpiece of another boy, a black raven-haired boy or his model.

He sighs, he had always loved the black haired boy, drawing him from afar, it has been 1 month since he started drawing the young black haired boy, stealing some glances, but the artist isn’t a stalker. Yes, an artist, this eighteen years old boy is an artist, a beautiful sketcher, a one of a kind.

The black haired boy stood up and left the park, the artist sigh, it is the end of the day where he could see his model. Only in Fridays the artist can see his model, his model always comes on the park every Friday, so he is happy.

He stood up and starts packing his drawing materials.

----NEXT DAY---

The artist smiled as he looked at his sketchpad, there, a bird that has landed and rested on top of his sketchpad, he started to draw the bird carefully. He was smiling while drawing, and then he felt somebody tap him, he bounce up a little from shook and the bird flew away, he looked at the bird with a sad face. “Hey, I’m sorry…” an angelic voice spoke and the artist turned around only to see his model, up close. The artist eyes was wide and the black haired boy chuckled, “Sorry, I didn’t mean to startled you, you okay there?” he asked and the artist nodded slightly. “Ahmm… I’m Jaejoong, Kim Jaejoong. What’s your name?” he asked and Yunho didn’t answer, instead he looked down, ashamed.

“Hey! Are you still scared? Don’t worry I won’t kidnap you…” Jaejoong uttered and Yunho just smiled secretly. Jaejoong sat beside him and looked over at his sketch pad. “Wow, you got some beautiful hands,” Jaejoong uttered and the artist just nodded. “Hey… are you shy or something?” the artist shook his head and moved the page sketchpad to the next page. He wrote something, when done he showed it to Jaejoong,

I'm mute.

Jaejoong’s mouth formed an ‘O’ shape and nodded, he looked at the artist and said, “What’s your name?” he wrote something,

Jung Yunho

Jaejoong nodded and handed his hand out, “Nice to meet you, Jung Yunho.” They shook hands and smiled at each other.

---4 WEEKS LATER---

Since then, Jaejoong and Yunho had been friends, they hang out a lot and Yunho was very happy that he finally spends his time with his model. They were now eating ice cream while walking but accidentally walked pass by Yunho’s mean classmates.

“Yo! Mute boy” they all laughed, there were four people. “Yah! Who is that? Your translator?” they laughed again but stopped as Jaejoong stood up in front of Yunho. “ Yah! You bastards, you don’t ever have the right to tell those horrible things to Yunho,” he continued, “So what if he is deaf, at least he has a heart not like you, who treats people with difference like .” The four boys smirk at Jaejoong and suddenly, the other two big boys grabbed hold of Jaejoong. Holding his arms out so he will be ready for a punch. Jaejoong closed his eyes and waited for a punch but soon opened as he heard Yunho’s little whimper. “Yunho!” Jaejoong shouted and tried to get out of the strong hold but failed, they punched Yunho’s stomach hard that cause some blood to be spilled out from Yunho’s mouth.

“YUNHO!” he shouted again but no use, the two other boys are stronger than him.

As minutes past and they stopped beating the deaf guy, they let Jaejoong go and ran away from them as fast as they could. Jaejoong quickly ran towards the bleeding Yunho and almost cried as he saw his friend’s bloody face. “Yun…” he uttered and Yunho just smiled, coughing some blood out then sitting up, Jaejoong handed him a handkerchief who Yunho took it gladly but slowly, he wiped some bloodstains on his shirt and cheeks and lips. When he was done and his face was almost clean, he handed Jaejoong back the handkerchief.

Jaejoong cried more, “Yunho… you are hurt, let’s go to the hospital…” he uttered and Yunho only shook his head, he made a sign language that he and Jaejoong learn together.

"I am fine, no need to worry about me." He signed language and Jaejoong nodded.

“are you sure?” he asked again and same answer, Yunho nodded.

Jaejoong does a sign language and Yunho smiled,

Jaejoong says; "I will protect you from now on, do not worry I am here for you."

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Months past and their friendship became good. On a windy afternoon, Yunho was sketching a tree with falling leaves and he felt a tap, he looked and smiled. “Yun!” Jaejoong uttered and Yunho frowned as he saw another guy beside Jaejoong. Jaejoong does a sign language; “This is my friend, Siwon.”

Yunho nodded, indicating that he understood Jaejoong’s sign language, Jaejoong does one again; “Can I request something?” Yunho nodded. “Can you draw me and Siwon?” Yunho’s eyes was wide, is this Siwon is someone special to Jaejoong? Is he his boyfriend? The young artist heart broke some more as Siwon called him ‘Joongie’.

“Yunho?” Jaejoong called out and Yunho snapped out of his trance.

He thinks… he will decline. The artist does a sign language; “Sorry, I have to go…” The artist stood up and brings his sketchpad with him and run away. Jaejoong quickly bowed to Siwon and told him that he will follow Yunho. He ran towards the way were Yunho has ran.

He was giving up but suddenly; he saw a crying figure under a big tree. “Yun…” he sigh as he walked up to the crying figure. “Yun…” he tapped Yunho’s shoulder and Yunho looked up with fluffy eyes and red nose. “Why are you crying? Did I do something wrong?” he asked and Yunho only shook his head. Yunho stood up and wiped his tears away, he gave Jaejoong a piece of paper then left, running towards the direction to their house. Jaejoong stared at the paper and opened it, he gasped.

“No…”

Paper contains:

Jaejoong, I had been in love with you since the beginning… but I guess you will never love me back, who would when I am mute?

THE NEXT DAY

Yunho woke up and walked down to their kitchen, “OMO! YUNHO, Why your eyes are red?” his mom asked as she cupped her son’s face and observe him, Yunho only shook his head. “Hmm… are the bullies back? They beat you up again like last month?” she asked and Yunho shook his head again, she smiled and kissed his forehead. In the afternoon, the doorbell at their house rang and Yunho opened the door. “Jung Yunho?” he nodded and the stranger handed him a letter and left. Yunho stared at the letter and frown… it was from Jaejoong. Yesterday, he hated himself from crying over a simple thing; he is such a weakling neh?

He opened the letter and gasped.

Yunho… about your love confession, I will say that I feel you more than as friends too… you misunderstood me with Siwon yesterday. Since I hurt you and you know I promised you that I will never hurt you, I will move away to Untied States, I will leave today, we will departure to our house at 5:00 p.m and if you are there before five, I promise I will love you and stay for you…

-Jaejoong.

As he finished reading, he looked at the clock and slammed his forehead; it was already 4:55 he is going to be late. He ran outside, not bothering to wear a jacket at a windy day, he ran as fast as he could cause Jaejoong’s house is miles away. He ran and even ran at the road without looking left and right, too worried about Jaejoong. The artist panted as he was 10 feet’s away from Jaejoong’s house and sees a car driving away, he panted and ran for the car, but his knees was so weak because of the running.

He tried to run but his knees gave up and he suddenly kneeled, tears can’t stop flowing down from his eyes, he missed Jaejoong. He missed his ride. He lost Jaejoong. He cried and wanted to scream, “Jae…” he uttered quietly and reached his hands out for the car, himself was almost laying on his stomach infront of Jaejoong’s house.

“Jae…” he whispered. Then an image of Jaejoong smiling at him. “Jaejoong…” a voice, Yunho widen his eyes as he heard his own voice, what… “JAE!” he screamed a little louder. “JAEJOONG!!!” he screamed and cried. “Jaejoong! JAEJOONG! JAEJOONG!!” he screamed over and over again and cried as he realizes that Jaejoong will never come for him. “Jae…” he uttered softly and cried his eyes out, making himself like a ball in the middle of the road. “Yun…” he heard and angelic voice and turned quickly to look at his back. There he saw, Jaejoong standing with his bag pack over his shoulders. He stood up and ran towards Jaejoong.

“JAEJOONG!!” he shouted and hugged Jaejoong tightly whose eyes was wide as he heard Yunho’s voice for the very first time. They let go and Yunho kissed Jaejoong’s forehead, tears can’t stop flowing cause of joy, he is happy cause he can talk now and Jaejoong was here. “Yun… you can talk…” they smiled and for the first time, their lips touched.

--- 4 MONTHS LATER----

“It’s a miracle I tell you…” the doctor spoke as he examined Yunho. “I can never believe that a boy born without voice was able to speak after eighteen years. Miracle I say.”

When they exited the hospital, Yunho grabbed Jaejoong for a passionate kiss.

“Yun, I am very happy.” He smiled, “I… I’m tooo… Jaejoong.” Yunho smiled cheekily, he still can’ pronounce some words properly but he is studying how to.

“I love you…” Jaejoong said.

“I… lo-lo…vvee yu-you…” they smiled together.

This is going to be a wonderful life with the artist and a model.

--THE END--

p.s THE DARK ONES ARE WHEN JAEJOONG OR YUNHO DOES A SIGN LANGUAGE! EXCEPT FOR THE LETTERS THAT ARE GIVEN, GET ME? THANK U

Do not plagiarize!